Debbie

So sweet, she's original Never giving you what you want So sweet, for a renegade (For a renegade) For a renegader You're lying to me, Debbie I know that you are I see it written on your face I know I can do much better But I'm here in your car 'Cause no one makes me feel the same way And I blame it on you I blame it on you I blame it on you I blame it on you I blame it on you I blame it on you Her wheels beating up the dust Speeding out of L.A Smoke screen and the radio (And the radio) Where'd you get it from She won't say You're lyin' to me, Debbie I know that you are I see it written on your face I know I can do much better But I'm here in your car 'Cause no one makes me feel the same way And I blame it on you I blame it on you I blame it on you I blame it on you I blame it on you I blame it on you Oh Debbie What did you get me into? This always happens when I listen to you You know I was only doing what you told me to do Oh Debbie What did you get me into? You, I blame it on you I blame it on you I blame it on you I blame it on you I blame it on you You're lying to me, Debbie Lying to me, Debbie Lying to me, blame it on you Hey, ey, ey Lying to me, Debbie Lying to me, Debbie Lying, yeah I blame it on you (blame it on you)

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